A Hundred Years Ago Perfume Oil

A HUNDRED YEARS AGO Well a hundred years on the eastern shoreOh yes, ohOh, a hundred years on the eastern shoreA hundred years ago Well its Bully John from BaltimoreWell I knew him well on the eastern shoreWell it’s Bully John’s the boy for meHe’s a buckle on land and a bully at seaWell its been a long time and a very long timeWell its been a long time since I made this rhymeWell my old mother she wrote to meMe darling son come home from seaWell I thought I heard the first mate cryThat bleeding top main sheave is dryWell I thought I heard the old man sayWell it’s one more pull and then belay Well a hundred years on the eastern shoreOh yes, ohOh, a hundred years on the eastern shoreA hundred years ago A woody, sea-crisp scent, sun-blasted and creaking: green vetiver and ocean mist with a blast of elemi, verbena, and wild bergamot.